Qu Zhi's expression was so ugly that it was terrifying, and her whole body was trembling.
In an instant, she felt her world spinning. Her legs went soft, and she weakly held onto the back of the chair next to her. She barely managed to stabilize herself, but the wine glass in her hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Her anger had consumed almost all of her rationality. She could feel her emotions slowly going out of control, but she knew that she must not collapse. Sisi still needed her.
But where could Sisi be?
This was the first time Chuchu had seen her mother acting like this. She hurriedly put down the drink in her hand and hugged Qu Zhi with her small hands while wailing loudly.
Sister Song was angry and anxious. She quickly went to help her up. "It's okay, it's okay. Don't worry. Let's go and look for her."
